yellow leaves crunch beneath rubber soles;
rain drizzles down on frizzed hair.
grey skies protect all around and we
taste the water in the air.
yellow burns orange on sunny days
and set the neighbourhood aflame
we find that we take different paths,
we talk the shadows down by name.
the light attempts to stream through clouds,
the struggle wars through gloomy skies
but soon it breaks through cumulus wisps
of water vapor blocking light
yellow falls with orange and brown
with gravity as their gentle aid
they sail on by unnotised and rest
brazen and unafraid.
5 november 2012